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Spiral	After Spiral sends April on her way, Harley is next. Spiral is a bit more cautious though - depositing Harley somewhere in the middle of the chemical plant, rather than right outside the room where he plots and schemes with his minions. After all, his wiliness is not to be underestimated and he might notice if she suddenly appeared outside - that and she should fit in better than April in there. So Harley appears in a disused office room. Outside there's the sound of a couple of feet running past and soon fading into the distance. "He coulda given more warning....". "Come on, you don't wanna be late for the Boss!".
Harley Quinn	Getting back into a fully intact ace chemicals warehouse is a blast from the past. LITERALLY. Heart is hammering, hard, Harley's eyes wide as she looks at the closed door. She remembers this room, as she does most places here in the place. She is silent for a moment and doesn't seem to move at all for a few seconds until she begins to make her way to the door.. One hand rests on the handle and her voice is heard quietly through the TELEPATHIC WORM. "I am not suwah I can do this ..." the bells jingle as she knocks her forehead against the door, letting out a long sigh. Clearly not the best of times to be getting an anxiety attack. Yet getting back here, having to face the Joker again. It's getting to her.
Spiral	Spiral pings off herself to the bank right after, invisible. There are still a couple of night guards in the bank after all, no doubt a really crap job given it's Gotham City. Fortunately for her it's a huge gothic styled main room before the vault, so plenty of space to hide in while she searches for bombs. "Come on Harley. April is doing a good job with your more liberated self. And I'd rather not be happy gassed in the middle of this, or whatever he plans on doing." she thinks over the worm as she finally finds one of the bombs - oo, looks high tech, it's certainly not an earthly device anyway. She teleports it into low orbit just in case with a quick silent dance. Back in Ace Chemicals, the quiet is pierced by familiar raucous laughter. Mr J is explaining the plan!
Harley Quinn	Spiral. Not so good with pep talks! But Harley starts to slow down her breathing. Spiral might be in danger afterall! And getting gassed up is not nice at all. Smilex? Ugh... So she tentatively tries the door. Maybe it's locked and it will give her more time to think it over ... But nah. Open. She lets out a sigh. "Heah goes nothin'!" She opens it and starts striding out, hammer on a shoulder, bells jingling and she strutting her way to that voice. A rather alluring voice and laughter.., reminding her of the past. She baps the side of her noggin' a few times. "This is that past.. Get it togetha..." then her best manic smile comes up, those eyes glaze up and she comes into sight. "Puuuddiinnnn'" She calls out. "Do I heah a plan?!"
Spiral	Spiral is never in charge of anything for many reasons, but that's one of them. Upstairs in the control room of the plant, where Joker usually gives orders to his mooks, is a dozen or so goons, a tied up bank manager still in her black suit from a days work, gagged with a bright green gag. "So, we blow the door off, drive on in, get into the vault..."... the Joker drapes an arm over the manager. "...and then make a withdrawal!". His smile fades though at hearing that voice. In fact he looks heavenward, annoyed. "Can't a guy have a night to himself and his buddies, hmm?" he asks one of his mooks, jumping up. "One word of that from anyone and I'll kill ya." he adds, with a cackle. Sure, tormenting Harley is fun, but sometimes the overly clingy harlequin does get to him a bit. Heading over to the door, he puts on a smile - easily done for him - and calls out into the corridor, "Ah, there you are m'dear! I thought you were having fun with the Penguin's employee! Did my present to you break so quickly??? They don't make them like they used to now, do they? I hope he was still under warranty!".
Harley Quinn	The harlequin continues her approach, jumping from one foot to the other, free as a bird! Her eyes go positively bright when she finally catches a look of the Joker. There's a lot panic mingled with old feelings along with also hate. But it looks a good nice bundle of insane on those eyes, which is just what she wants to portray. "PUDDDIINNN'!" and then she makes a face. "Why would ya want ta have a night out with the buddies without me, eh? And the employee wasn't that fun when I started ta test the hammah on his head. Ripe watah melon!" killing people? She doesn't even bat an eye! (No self-respecting clown ever does) "And nope, he wasn't ripe anymoouh!" she cackles out, making her way to the door and peeking over. "What's up ovah heah? Hey Bob! Jack!" she waves over to the mooks. She knows them by name! "Hey, who's the broad..?" she asks of the tied up manager, immediate grump on her expression. "If ya wanted ta get kinky and tie me up ya could had just said so!" whiny little voice in.
Spiral	"Oh I see, maybe we'll have to return him to the manufacturer then, a little message to stop any more of them showing up." Mr J says, stepping back to let Harley into the control room. Bob and Jack stay the hell quiet, just looking at each other with a sort of resigned look. She wasn't a part of the plan, so one of the two clowns is probably going to be angry, and then its sad mook time. "Oh her? If you're making a withdrawal you have to ask the manager first, those are the rules you know!". That, and she's got the code to the vault. "Oh, see, this is why I didn't invite you, it's not really going to be very fun. After all, it's the sixth bank this year now.". He yawns, holding a hand over his mouth. Then he indicates all the mooks in room theatrically. "Everybody has to do their payroll sometimes though, even me! And those hyenas certainly do eat, don't they, though I suppose that won't be a problem thanks to Penguin for a little while at least.". And he cackles again. "Oh do cheer up m'dear! No sad faces around here! You can come along, of course!". He reaches into his suit, and pulls out a red balloon, which immediately somehow inflates itself, and passes it to Harley. The mooks back up a bit. No telling what's in there after all!
Harley Quinn	"That all depends on how much you awhe withdrawin!" Harley beams a smile down at the tied-up manager, ambling in as if she owned the place. Seeing Bob and Jack again is heartening at least after so long. She isn't sure what happened to them, but she imagines they might be dead by now. Poor things ... If only they could be strayed from a life of crime. Gotham's not a good place for mooks to live on unfortunately. "I imagine it's gonna be a lot. And what dya mean not fun?!" Harley is about to go into that clingy, Joker-is-always-fun kinda speech.. The usual .. But then.. "Ya know .., maybe yoh awhe right..." *gasp* "Noone really likes a clown that always does the same act, do they?" *oooohhh* "Why don't we go do somethin' reaaaaal crazy?!" She suggests, taking the balloon. "Like, a little romantic trip down the narrows, maybe we will find some moouh ripe melons ta twack?" she suggests, batting her eyelashes suggestively. Violence is always a good one to entice Joker with! Or so she hopes ...
Spiral	The Joker draws in a deep breath, and scowls. He himself knows she's speaking the truth about doing the same act, and it IS very boring... on the other hand... "Harley, dear, this is why I'm in charge! It's hard work being the Clown Prince of Crime, it's not all doing what we like you know! It requires planning, resources... schemes.". He goes over to Jack, to plant an elbow on his shoulder. "Consider Jim here! He would get all sad if he doesn't get his paycheck this month. Wontcha, Jim!". He looks up at him with a manic smile. "And what did I just say about the no sad faces policy here?". "Of course I do have a solution to that." he adds, his voice suddenly cold, and pulling out another balloon, holding it pensively and considering the unfortunate Jack. "So maybe we could do something else... Assuming Jim here won't be sad.". He eyes Harley though, unfazed by the eyelash batting. Talk of romantic trips naturally makes him want to do something else entirely. Because one thing he won't do with Harley, is a romantic trip. He turns to the terrified bank manager. "What would we do with her though if we do that?" he asks, giggling quietly, and trying, rather obviously, to press Harley's buttons.
Harley Quinn	This is such a conundrum ... Harley doesn't particularly remember this manager. So this probably happened at a time Harley wasn't around. Detained perhaps? Weird ... So would saving her be a good thing? A bad thing? Or should she *be* saved? Argh... Time travel makes her head hurt. "Which is why the clownette princess needs ta be heah ta make suwah ya don't bury yohself in woik!" she makes her way closer to the Joker, on her tiptoes, hands coming together as if she was about to cozy up against the man... Of course that inside she is panicking .. She is sure he will note something is wrong, that this isn't the same person. Not anymore! Or at least she hopes not ... Or maybe she doesn't .. She is so confused! "I mean ya always doin' banks. Banks banks banks!" She says. "Why don't we go..." And she smacks her fists together. "... rob out the penguin? It's the least we can do foh sendin' us that no good goon ta spy on us!" yea, payback! She continues to hold the baloon by her fingertips, looking at it, then over to JACK. Oooo, might not want to pop that balloon ... "And then AFTAH we go on a spree on Penguin's turf we come back and have fun with tied up gal ovah theah..." She eyebrow-waggling at the woman. "Because, I mean, I am startin' ta get some ideas.." she putting in that crazily enticing tone to her voice. Yes, very crazy ideas.
Spiral	Not particularly remembering is probably good when it comes to time travel. The Joker hmms. "You're right, Harls. Banks will always be there after all! I just hope we can pay for enough gas for the car, we don't want any more embarassments like the last time.". He giggles a bit, and adds, "But you know now to just shoot the attendant in the gas station now, right?". "Alright boys, change of plan. Go get your winter coats! We're off to the Iceberg Lounge. Maybe he'll have some fun toys in there to share with us, hmm?". He's already scheming for just HOW he's going to break in there, but he'll probably come up with something that works on the fly, that is his talent after all. "I don't think we can just leave her here, all alone. Hmm.". The Joker turns, and grabs an old metal chair, setting it front of the bank manager, and then goes to root around in a pile of trash in the corner of the room, eventually picking up an old television, which he sets on the chair in front of her. The screen on it is broken, and there's just a mannequin of the Joker's head inside it. "There, that should keep her company! Alright, boys, Harley... lets go!". And he stalks out, headed for what passes for a garage around here where the cars are stashed.
Harley Quinn	Ooo it worked! Harley looks positively happy, maybe not for the reasons that the Joker is thinking of but ..., happy nonetheless. "O' course I am!" she flutters her eyelashes again, jumping from foot to foot. "Well, we will go an' refill on the way!" nothing like more time wasted until Spiral is done with her stuff ... Harley doesn't seem to need no wintercoat though. She already has all the warmth she can have from Joker's presence! So she just swings that hammer back up to her shoulder. The balloon is just released and left to flutter away.. "We could also have a drink inside. I heah the Lounge has the best Manhattans!" She observes with a sagely nod. She then waggles a finger towards the manager. "And no changin' the channel! That'd be cheatin'!" she admonishes the terrified woman. She starts making her way out, the bells on her cap jingling all the way. She is all sweaty now, trembling almost. First for meeting the man again and ..., for how easy it is to fall back to old habits. Is she getting too happy with this? She raps the side of her noggin' again.
Spiral	The Joker is happy too... sorta. Paying a visit to an old friend is always fun. But now he thinks about it, that's the first time she ever really suggested he do something, and indeed persuade him into doing it, normally she just follows along with whatever he demands. As the goons all run for the cars - Jack especially thankfully - the Joker pauses, and turns to Harley. "You can even ride with me, Harley! As you seem a little... off, today. Post psychotic depression???". He waggles his fingers beneath his eyes, as he 'cries'. "Maybe you were a bit too quick with that fellow I gave you!". "JIM, USE THE OTHER CAR! Don't forget your nice balloon, Harley...".